by Psychopathic Rydas on album Check Your S**t in Bitch!

by Psychopathic Rydas on album Dumpin'

by Psychopathic Rydas on album Duk Da Fuk Down

Ryders Doing the bandana song Some blue some black some white some red We take all these motha fuccas down Some blue some blacc some white some red We get all this shit done in one sweep At at man wha

by Psychopathic Rydas on album Duk Da Fuk Down

Your a very strong person for coming here, Than, Than, Thanks a lot, Listen, I have to tell you, We've arrested six different individuals, And, uh, what we'd like you to do is, Take a look at them, We

by Psychopathic Rydas on album Check Your Shit In Bitch!

(Bullet) I'm in your face with a pistol and you bout to die And you gon' have a fuckin' bullet hole for an eye I need the keys to your house cause you ain't comin' home I pull the trigger and explode

by Psychopathic Rydas on album Ryden Dirtay

Whussup son Thats right, Lil' Poot up in this piece, fool! Lil' Shank and Foe Foe reppin' the Ryda Clique son All my niggas that be puttin' it down Smokin' and representin' your town Black trucks wit

by Motley Crue on album Theatre Of Pain

Motley Crue Theatre Of Pain City Boy Blues 4:05 Lyrics: Sixx; Music: Sixx, Mars, Neil Fireflies and dogfights Runnin' hot in the heat Street noise, another bribe Things too hard to believe -- so

by Testament on album The Ritual

Testament Ritual Agony (4:07) Lyrics: Billy, James Music: Peterson --------------------------- Trapped in a nightmare Prisoners of warfare Days gone become years Of suffering... Fight on bu

by Testament on album The Ritual

Testament Ritual Deadline (4:47) Lyrics: Skolnick, Billy Music: Skolnick ------------------------------ Take a look away Think about the things you say The day awaits your soul in chains Ya

by Motley Crue on album Theatre Of Pain

Motley Crue Theatre Of Pain Save Our Souls 4:10 Lyrics: Sixx; Music: Sixx, Neil Black Angels laughing in the city streets Street toys scream in pain and clench their teeth The moonlight spotlight

by Testament on album The Ritual

Testament Ritual The Sermon (4:48) Lyrics: Billy, James Music: Peterson --------------------------- Suit up for destruction Death looks behind many faces Hatred plants its deepest seed In the

by Motley Crue on album Theatre Of Pain

Motley Crue Theatre Of Pain Keep Your Eye On The Money 4:31 Lyrics: Sixx; Music: Sixx Black jack roulette Losing high and low She rolls the dice She's cold as ice Turn a young man old Comedy a

by Baby Aka #1 Stunna on album Birdman

Baby Aka #1 Stunna Birdman Ms. Bird Pageant Pt. 4 No Lyrics

by Mozzy on album Bladadah

Body 4 Body Mozzy BODY 4 BODY LYRICS Bath and body works nigga I'll leave your physical drenched homie Ahhhhh, bladadah Activities and festivities We with all of that Body 4 body, body after body,

by Mozzy on album Bladadah

Body 4 Body Mozzy BODY 4 BODY LYRICS Bath and body works nigga I'll leave your physical drenched homie Ahhhhh, bladadah Activities and festivities We with all of that Body 4 body, body after body,

by Insane Clown Posse on album Forgotten Freshness Volume 3

Insane Clown Posse ICP, about to take you way back, way back that is, to Vernor Posse, up Me and Shaggy 2 Dope in the home away from home In the black bucket hearse with the rusty grill a chrome Pick

by Blaze Ya Dead Homie on album Gang Rags

(feat. Violent J) [Intro: Violent J] "Holy shit!" [Hook: Violent J] All I have to do is roll up (Bumps beating out the truck) All I have to do is show up And everybody like “Holy shit!”

by Insane Clown Posse on album Psychopathics From Outer Space

Insane Clown Posse Psychopathics From Outer Space Who? Bring it Cell Block, Twin Gats Full Clip, Foe Foe, Lil' Shank, Bullet Jeremy, Psychopathic Rydas Nipples, Tom Dub All up in that bitch ass

by Skyclad on album Miscellaneous

[time: 4:06] [Lyrics: New Model Army] [Music: New Model Army] Well we all learned how to use a fork and knife How sometimes we have to wear a suit and tie And understand these things are what give us

by Esham on album Repentance

Growing up, living in a panic zone Spitting wicket shit on the microphone Smoke that shit, your brains be blown You gone, nigga wrong Only out for the scrilla, thats my fetty, boss One-eight-seve